[Verse]

C'mon Eliza, we've got nothing left to lose

We're still young, but we know how to sing the blues

There's a world of heartbreak outside, and I want to be a part of it

So drag me down the road

This old town, all sleepin' in our heads

Could Jesus Christ have ever raised these dead?

Is there a miracle? Is there some tragedy?

You know I'd believe if either one could carry me away

We'll throw our sleeping bags in the backseat of the car

Because I'm too tired to even lift up my guitar

All the days pilin' up on the scale

Trying to become what they already are

[Chorus]

I'll clear an open way

(We found some blueprints

Appalachian Surfboard

A King James Bible

And pennies from the war)

I'll clear an open way